Ashes And Pudding

"When I taught creative writing at Princeton, [my students] had been told all of their lives to write what they knew. I always began the course by saying, “Don’t pay any attention to that.” First, because you don’t know anything and second, because I don’t want to hear about your true love and your mama and your papa and your friends. Think of somebody you don’t know. What about a Mexican waitress in the Rio Grande who can barely speak English? Or what about a Grande Madame in Paris? Things way outside their camp. Imagine it, create it. Don’t record and editorialize on some event that you’ve already lived through. I was always amazed at how effective that was. They were always out of the box when they were given license to imagine something wholly outside their existence. I thought it was a good training for them. Even if they ended up just writing an autobiography, at least they could relate to themselves as strangers."

sometimes i forget i hv tumblr …

This gives off they escaped the circus but kept their circus bodies but are genuinely happy and finding meaning in being with each other vibes.

I recently got denied bottom surgery for being too fat, and now the only dream that held my life together is gone. Every day has been a mental health spiral into dysmorphic depression. Please help a disabled and unemployed girl afford to plan her next steps.